The eyes of all who visit Port Arthur turn across the Bay to the outline of the Sleeping Giant, and here is the Indian legend: Many years ago Nanna, a mighty giant walked with ease along the Great Lakes, guarding a treasure hoard worked by giants at Silver Islet, the mine under the water of Lake Superior. Only the Ojibways of Isle Royale knew his secret, but their tongues were stilled for Nanna had warned, "If the pale face knows, all the tribe will die." To the sharp ears of a Sioux scout came the rumble of the giant's voice, and he paddled off swiftly to tell his tribe. On his way he met two white men to whom he told the secret, and they hastened toward the lonely isle near Thunder Bay. As they neared the island, the sky grew dar, the Thunderbird screamed, the waters were churned to foam and a mighty upheaval too place as Nanna, the giant, true to his trust, lay down beside the secret he had guarded for centuries, arms folded in his last long sleep. Even now the sleeping giant is heard to rumble when he dreams of his secret hoard.